A dirty magician – golden mask - стр. 10

We nodded. I didn’t want to talk about my world of the developed future.

– Sell the potion, but with a note that it was made by magicians in the guild. Here are the papers. “A scroll appeared out of thin air, which she handed to Aralia. – Don’t forget to pay taxes. You are a hero now, a citizen of the Yarov state. And excuse me for asking, but what's wrong with your face? It doesn't look like a curse. Were you born this way?

– No, it's a curse. The witch did. You have no cure for this. Or at least masks?

– Sorry, hero, there is no such potion. Maybe do it yourself. From these herbs.

She grew five blades of grass from the shelf. She gave it to me. The smell is floral, and maybe lemon.

– A potion to remove my curse. I want to become as handsome as before so that the ladies will stick to me. “The herbs in my hands became a bubble of bright red liquid. I drank it in one gulp. – Is there an effect?

– No, you're still the same freak. It may take time. Until it works, here is the mask. – The magician began to rummage through the boxes again. Yes, they are simply bottomless or there is emptiness there. I still don’t understand its principle. – Here she is. – She took out a beautiful mask. All covered in gold and jewels. – The thing is expensive. But it will suit you. It has the ability to heal and increases strength. Mask of the Lord of Darkness. She changes to suit her owner.

I liked the mask. I tried it on. Covers your entire face. It has two large cutouts for the eyes and the nose. Aralia created a mirror. I liked the look. Became like a man.

“You look absolutely handsome in it.” Your body is strong and slender. – Aralia said touching my toned arms. But then she pulled them away. “But underneath it you’re a freak.”

– Yes, the mask suits you like a hero. Don't take it off. You can come and visit me in it later. But already alone. Let's talk. I recently lost my husband. He died in the war with the trolls. Come and console the widow.

What came over them? Just a magical mask. I will treasure it. Maybe the potion is partially working.

– Maybe I’ll come in. – I examined the ladies. Apparently they can't talk anymore. – We need to go to the adventurers guild. Let's talk later, beautiful magician.

He started to go out. Aralia followed me.

– My friend Gaora works at the guild, she will serve you out of turn. And he will give the best tasks. Tell me what it is from me. Better yet, pass this note. – The magician began to write a note on a piece of paper with a pen. Just a couple of lines and she handed it to me. I walked over and took it. She grabbed my hand. It didn’t hurt to trim her claws either. – Come in the evening to the house one thousand three hundred three Magic Street, don’t hesitate. I was alone for a long time. My husband was in the war for a year. I was waiting for him.